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F when i stand before god’s throne C nothing hidden , nothing unknown Dm dead to my body , my old life he took A# god will hold in his hands A# F C Dm A# my days in a book F when i kneel down that day C looking upon his holy face Dm i will remember , with trembling A# every single moment , every memory F who was i , where was i going? C what kind of fruit were my actions growing? Dm staring at the pages A# F he’ll be staring at the pages of my life . F was my passion just to know him? C did i really let it out and showed him? Dm staring at the pages A# F C Dm A# he’ll be staring at the pages of my life . F this house i’m building every day C silver and gold , straw and hay Dm tried by fire Dm A# will it stand when the flame gets higher? A# or will it burn away? F who was i , where was i going? C what kind of fruit were my actions growing? Dm staring at the pages A# F he’ll be staring at the pages of my life . F was my passion just to know him? C did i really let it out and showed him? Dm staring at the pages A# he’ll be staring at the pages A# in your presence i belong and without you i Am lost Dm C come and change me , from the inside A# in my weakness you are strong , by the power of the cross Dm C come and change me , from the inside F who Am i , and where Am i going? C what kind of fruit are my actions growing? Dm staring at the pages A# F you are staring at the pages of my life . F is my passion just to know you? C Am i living this life to show you? Dm staring at the pages A# F C you are staring at the pages of my life . Dm staring at the pages , A# F he’ll be staring at the pages of my life .